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Dramatis Personae

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Mace Windu, Jedi Master (male human)

Vergere Du'lua, Jedi Knight (female Fosh)

Palpatine, Supreme Chancellor of the Republic Senate (male human)

Yoda, Jedi Master (male, species unknown)

Rai Dhurm, Personal Intelligance Aide to the Supreme Chancellor (male human)

Gabe Yinn, Captain, Belkadan Civil Protection Patrol (male human)

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Mace Windu was trapped. Trapped in a vortex of swirling red. All around him, he could feel it. But it didn't seem... real. This place was strange. Alien, even. Not because he couldn't see it with his eyes. Because he couldn't feel it in the Force. He couldn't feel the Force at all. This crimson sea seemed devoid of the Force altogether.

Without warning, Mace felt the sensation. He knew what was about to happen. The world went black, and Mace saw crackling pictures. Visions. They only lasted for an instant.



He saw Coruscant- not as the city it was, but as a jungle. Wild, untamed, and overrun. He had seen this vision before. Many times. The vision receded, and another one began.

He thought he had seen this one before, too, a long time ago. He saw a boy. The boy had Anakin's face. He was older than Anakin, however, and looked wiser. The boy wielded Anakin's lightsaber. Mace watched as the boy's fingers wrapped around its hilt. The blue blade came to life with a crackle. Mace tried to reach out to the boy, he could feel the boy's power. But Mace could not touch him. Everything in this world seemed empty. Empty of the Force. Mace saw the boy become a man. He was strong and powerful. He saw the man become a legend. The entire galaxy knew his name. The vision faded.

Another vision started. He vaguely remembered this one, too. He saw a mask. A mask of utter black. He heard breathing. The long, slow, breathing of someone who relies on a machine to keep them alive. He heard the hiss of a red blade as the man's lightsaber sprang up. He tried to reach out to the man's darkness, even that would be better than nothing... but the Force was still nowhere. The vision ended.

Suddenly, as if someone had turned on a floodgate, the Force rushed out to embrace him. The Force spiraled around him. And another vision began. This one he had never seen before.

Mace saw a planet. The planet was in the far outer reaches of the galaxy. The planet loved peace. It did not want violence. But the strangest thing was that this planet- was alive. The Force rippled through it like waves through an ocean. Mace reached out to it and felt its presence. Mace realized that the planet was trying to show him something. The planet showed him a war. As it did this, it sent a sort of shudder through the Force, as if a war was the last thing it could ever want. Mace wondered, was this war the same one he was fighting? He tried to ask the planet this. But the planet did not respond.

Mace saw the planet run from the war. It did not want to take part in it. The planet hated war. The planet ran from system to system. But it could not escape violence. Finally the planet found a place where it would be safe, if only for a while, from the war. But the war came to it.

An envoy from one of the war's factions visited the planet. The planet was apprehensive. It did not wish to take sides. But the envoy was persistent. It reached out through the Force to the planet. The planet was astonished. No one had contacted it through the Force for a long, long time. The planet decided to help the envoy. It followed the envoy. The envoy's faction won the war. The vision ended.

Abruptly, Mace's connection to the planet was severed, and he felt himself rushing through darkness-

Mace Windu woke with a start. For a fleeting moment, he thought he was still on his homeworld, Haruun Kal, his back on the rocky ground with akk dogs snarling as gunship engines whined overhead. He looked around. He was not in the jungle. He was in the Jedi Temple. He was on Coruscant. He was home.

He slumped over, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh. He had a headache and beads of cold sweat dripped down his face. He remembered the dream. But it was slowly fading... he could only pick out parts of it... a Force-sensitive planet in the midst of a war... an envoy sent to find it... the planet helped the envoy's side win... Mace's eyes snapped open.

He would find this planet. He had to. It was the key. To everything.